#AmericanWriters
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
I look at the world From awakening eyes in a black fac… And this is what I see: This fenced—off narrow space Assigned to me.
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is… (America never was America to me.…
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!